Supporting the All Blacks has meant we have spent quite some time in Siena over the last few weeks. Fridays and Saturdays specifically, and every time there has been a steady stream of weddings being held at the Siena town hall in the Campo. Clearly September is when couples both local and from all over Europe get married and Siena seems to be a popular choice.
In fact it is a bit of a production line with one group of wedding goers literally going into the Palazzo Pubblica as the preceding one comes out to be covered in confetti and rice. On Saturday we took the time (along with a number of other casual observers) to watch this matrimonial ballet and to take a few photos along the way.
One large party – an Italian wedding – seemed to be taking an inordinate amount of time over the ceremony (italian’s taking their time, that’s unusual) and the following group who were from elsewhere in Europe – I say Germany, Jean says the UK – had to wait and wait and wait.
All ended up well though, they finally got their turn, I got some photos and to see some nice old cars, and Jean got to comment on all the frocks, shoes, hats, handbags, hair and makeup.